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DEPARTURES (For Lisanne)
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after hugging one more |
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quick "i love you" |
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you disappeared while |
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the train pulled slowly |
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away, i waited, |
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then caught one last |
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glimpse of you |
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through the windows |
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but you didn't |
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look back... |
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(as usual, |
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you knew |
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that was best.) |
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while the churning wheels |
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on the rails drowned |
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a lingering sigh in |
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my throat, i turned, |
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and light slipped away |
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as i went down |
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the dirty stairwell |
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and through |
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the dark, wet |
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tunnel... |
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(that doesn't seem |
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to frighten me |
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any more.) |
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still caught in your scent |
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that was so close |
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not one minute ago yet |
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miles away from |
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me and my small town |
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where i know |
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every crevice |
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and everyone |
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still smiles |
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your name... |
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(it felt strange |
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walking on |
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alone.) |
THE INSPIRATION
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